Megan.
"Hey are you home? I was going to drop TJ off for a little while while I go handle some business." I asked Trey as I sat in the driver's seat of my car debating whether or not I should do what I was planning.
"I have one more patient, then I'm done. Kay's home though and Si will be there soon. She's over her little girlfriend's house doing homework."
I sat silently on the phone wondering why he would ever suggest such a thing. "Meg." He sighed. "She's really not that-"
"I know. I know." I sighed. "I just- I'll just go some other time."
It wasn't that I had anything against her being alone with my son. He was going on ten years old, I just wanted to use any excuse to get out of doing what I needed to.
"Just bring him here, Megan." He told me with annoyance dripping off his tongue before I heard the click of his phone hanging up on me. I took the phone away from my ear and eyed it before dropping it into the cupholder.
I rolled my eyes and peeked in the back at my son who was passed out across the seat. School had really worn him out. Just the though of how much I loved my son and how much better he made me, I knew I had to do exactly what I had been dreading for what seemed like my whole life.
It didn't take me long to pull up to Trey's job and I couldn't help but smile every time I looked at it. I couldn't help but think about all the work we had put in together on the business plan that had created this actual facility. That seemed like so long ago. Hating him, being forced to work with him, falling in love with him, breaking his heart, him breaking my heart, Lauren, Alonzo. Everything just seemed like so long ago, but it got us here and I was forever grateful for that.
The receptionists smiled warmly at me as I entered and walked past the many offices where other doctors worked and headed straight for the large office in the back. Pushing to door opened and stepping my pumps into the royal blue carpet, I neatly placed Tristan's book bag and jacket along the arm of the plush black couch and watched him plop down lying his head on the suede royal blue pillows that looked to only before decoration. Deciding to allow Trey to handle that, I walked around the spacious office, running my fingertips over copies of his degrees, certifications and pictures of the kids.
I hadn't been in the office since he had first opened it years ago and it looked beautiful and smelled like hawaiian breeze glade plug ins that I was sure he had gotten from me. I smiled as I plopped down in the large leather chair that sat in front of a medium sized mahogany desk. There were papers and manilla folders scattered neatly about that I wouldn't dare mess with. I opened the drawer out of boredom and found extra sticky notes, paper clips, ink pens and a small framed picture of both Tristan and I when he was first born. I glanced over at him and thought about how he could have ever gotten so big so fast.
I absent-mindedly ran the pads of my thumb over the picture before I heard Trey enter. I jumped slightly before sliding the picture back face down in the drawer like it was and felt Trey's eyes on me.
"Someone is rather nosey." He joked, but no smile formed on his lips.
"Sorry." I told him fixing a piece of hair behind my ear. "I was just looking around. It looks really good in here now.
"Thank you." he said before taking my hand and pulling me out of his seat so that he could plop down in it while I leaned against the arm of the chair.
